A dark shape in the mists approaches you as you feel a presence tickling your mind. The dark shape slowly approaches, a strange feminine musk washing you’re your nose and teasing your senses. Through the haze you squint to see a dark sultry woman clothed only in the mist that swirls around you both. As you float there helplessly, she nears closer, hips swaying as the mist rolls back and obscures your sight.
A soft silky hand presses softly against your chest. You can see a set of long, well-manicured fingernails slowly sliding against your shirt. Feather-like it tickles and teases your chest as it slides effortlessly through your outer garments. Trying to resist, you find your hand passes wraithlike through her body. Another dark hand softly covers your eyes as a warm breath slides across your neck up to your ears. As the warm lips breath heavily into your ear, you can hear the faint murmurings that seem to dull your will as they excite your body. Unsure you strain to hear her, making out only a few words: love, lust, pleasure, and devotion.
Your attention is suddenly drawn to your legs as you feel a shapely thigh caress against you. Your lips and chin are lovingly kissed and nibbled by a pair of soft luscious lips that taste faintly of almonds. A second hand joins the first in a thorough exploration of your quivering body. The caresses become stronger, stroking your body to greater pleasure.
As you near release, the hands suddenly thrust deep inside your chest – probing relentlessly with an excruciating agony. You feel your insides being roughly shoved aside as the hands search and examine. The tickling presence in your mind, once so playful and soothing, forces itself deeper into your soul. Callously thrusting deep into your subconscious it examines your memories one by one: every pleasure, every humiliation, every triumph, and every despair.
Your mind pulsates with agony from every cell. You feel your very soul being ripped apart by this invader, torn to shreds amidst hate and loathing. As you feel yourself begin to slip away into the darkness of oblivion, a warm soothing light pierces the misty veil that surrounds you. A warming bolt of sunshine covers your body and expels the dark woman from your mind. The light becomes to bright to see past and all is white…
…your eyes flutter open.
A dark shape in the mists approaches you as you feel a presence tickling your mind. The dark shape slowly approaches, a strange feminine musk washing you’re your nose and teasing your senses. Through the haze you squint to see a dark sultry woman clothed only in the mist that swirls around you both. As you float there helplessly, she nears closer, hips swaying as the mist rolls back and obscures your sight.
A soft silky hand presses softly against your chest. You can see a set of long, well-manicured fingernails slowly sliding against your shirt. Feather-like it tickles and teases your chest as it slides effortlessly through your outer garments. Trying to resist, you find your hand passes wraithlike through her body. Another dark hand softly covers your eyes as a warm breath slides across your neck up to your ears. As the warm lips breath heavily into your ear, you can hear the faint murmurings that seem to dull your will as they excite your body. Unsure you strain to hear her, making out only a few words: love, lust, pleasure, and devotion.
Your attention is suddenly drawn to your legs as you feel a shapely thigh caress against you. Your lips and chin are lovingly kissed and nibbled by a pair of soft luscious lips that taste faintly of almonds. A second hand joins the first in a thorough exploration of your quivering body. The caresses become stronger, stroking your body to greater pleasure.
As you near release, the hands suddenly thrust deep inside your chest – probing relentlessly with an excruciating agony. You feel your insides being roughly shoved aside as the hands search and examine. The tickling presence in your mind, once so playful and soothing, forces itself deeper into your mind. Callously thrusting deep into your subconscious it examines your memories one by one: every pleasure, every humiliation, every triumph, and every despair.
As the alien presence writhes its way down into the depths of your soul you instinctively recoil from the brutality of the probe. Desperately trying to pull your mind away, you flee the invader seeking refuge deep in the darkness of your very inner self. You crash through your own inner mental webs of life: fiery magical energies that are at the core of your powers and spells. You feel the probe that is chasing you now: full of anger, hatred, and utter contempt for your miserable existence. You fall deeper within hoping that it cannot follow, but it does.
Crashing through your final barrier, you know you can go no farther. To go farther is to risk your mind: that way lies insanity…perhaps even mental oblivion. Spinning your awareness to face the dark invader, you see a bright light falling from behind it. The light crashes into the darkness, scattering it briefly. You begin to see the darkness beginning to reform as the light takes you in its warmth and…
…your eyes flutter open.